Beka was making me so damn angry.
Now she was certainly not the reason behind my sour mood lately as I got into these moods once in a while.
I’d try to forget about what was bothering me but I couldn’t stop.
I couldn’t stop thinking about the burning house in the woods, about running for my life and the smoke filling my lungs.
In the end, I was trapped in the confinements of my own mind until those memories swallowed me alive.
It was just a phase, it would probably end very soon. But for now, it was bringing out the worst in me.
Now unlike other times that I was sinking deep into that Abyss, Beka was with me.
I couldn’t count with my five fingers the times that Beka was happy and beaming at me.
But somehow, she managed to lift my mood.
She was so easy to rile up and I found it amu
